The stronger you are, the more excited I am, and if you're too weak, I'm not interested.

Fang Mu looked at the old man who could resist the thunder fire, and his eyes showed a look of increasing excitement.

The old man was bathed in thunder and fire, slowly came to Fang Mu, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

Fang Mu raised his hand and slapped it.

"Smack......

A crisp voice sounded, and the old man's head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and the back of his head was towards Fang Mu.

"Buy tofu, I have money......"

The old man made a hoarse voice and stretched out his left hand again.

From Fang Mu's point of view, this old man stretched out his hands, but he was facing him with the back of his head, which looked very weird.

In the palms of the old man's hands, he was holding a few pieces of yellow paper, which was bloody, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Oh?" Fang Mu touched his chin and said, "That's it?"

After speaking, Fang Mu snatched the yellow paper over.

As he retracted his hand, one of the old man's hands reached over and grabbed his wrist.

The old man's head was originally twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, but at this time, he slowly turned around, and Fang Mu saw the old man's face clearly in the thunder fire.

A cheek full of wrinkles, the wrinkles are deep and thick, layered on the face.

Although there was no terrifying appearance, the superimposed wrinkles alone made Fang Mu feel weird.

The wrinkles were layered on top of each other, and as the old man spoke, tofu dregs flowed out of the wrinkles.

Fang Mu broke away from the old man's hand, and then slapped it again.

The old man's head twisted and turned into the back of his head to face him.

"My time is precious, can I hurry up?" Fang Mu casually tore the yellow paper in his hand into pieces and smashed the fragments on the old man's chest.

"Money...... Money...... Money!"

The old man squatted down and began to pick up the yellow paper on the ground.

"Smack. ”

The head on his neck fell, and he rolled to Fang Mu's feet, his wrinkled cheeks began to tremble, and his mouth opened and closed up and down.

"Hoo ......"

At this moment, the wind suddenly blew in the sky, and then the yellow paper in the sky suddenly appeared.

As the wind grows stronger, so does the yellow paper.

"Money...... Money...... Money ......"

The head under his feet was still whispering, and the yellow paper in the sky fell on Fang Mu's body and the stone mill with the blowing of the wind.

The yellow paper didn't hurt, and there was nothing special about it except that it was bloody.

Fang Mu looked at the stone mill next to him, and the stone mill had changed at this time.

The yellow paper fell on the stone mill, slowly melting away like ice cubes meeting flames.

In the blink of an eye, more and more yellow paper covered the stone mill, and the stone mill was gradually dyed yellow by the melted yellow paper.

Next to the handle of the stone mill, a translucent hand suddenly appeared, followed by an arm and shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, a translucent woman appeared beside the stone mill.

She was wearing a linen shirt with a few patches on it, and her face was somewhat delicate.

When the woman appeared, she began to hold the handle and push the stone mill.

Originally, the stone mill, which could not even be pushed by the power of the five elephants, was as light as paper paste in the hands of a woman, and it was easily pushed.

When the yellow paper is pushed by the stone mill, it abruptly drills towards the small opening on the grinding plate.

This is made of yellow paper and then ground with a stone mill.

"Tick Tick ......"

As the woman pushed the stone mill, pure white soy milk flowed out and slowly dripped to the ground.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

The old man's headless body groped on the ground for a while, and when he found his head, he put it on his neck, and immediately leaned over to the stone mill.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

The soy milk dripped down the stone mill and fell into the mouths of the elderly.

Fang Mu held the bloody spear and waited for a long time.

It's not a big problem, don't panic.

The stronger the enemy, the better, and when the time comes, it will be more comfortable to harvest.

As the soy milk dripped into the old man's mouth, the woman's translucent phantom gradually disappeared, and the stone mill stopped rotating, while the old man's appearance became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wrinkles on his face disappeared, and in his place was the face of a middle-aged man.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

The middle-aged man turned his head to stare at Fang Mu, a small wound appeared on his face, and white tofu scum gushed out.

The sky was full of yellow paper, and this time it was not only bloody, but also flames.

The middle-aged man stared at Fang Mu and suddenly shouted, "Eat!"

The yellow paper in the sky stopped for a moment, and then quickly cut towards Fang Mu.

"Ding, attacked by the Death Ghost, Strength +1+1+1......"

Fang Mu glanced at the middle-aged man in surprise, what this middle-aged man had added to himself was actually strength.

The middle-aged man's attack was not only yellow paper, he raised his hand, and the yellow paper in the sky turned into a sledgehammer.

He pinched the sledgehammer in his hand and rushed towards Fang Mu, smashing it on Fang Mu's head.

"Ding, attacked by the Death Ghost, Strength +1+1+1......"

The imaginary pain came, and Fang Mu was expressionless as he endured the attack of the sledgehammer, and even felt very comfortable.

"Ding, under the attack of the propping ghost, get the skill - the power of the six elephants!"

In the midst of the stormy offensive, the prompt stopped abruptly.

Fang Mu moved his neck comfortably, reached out and pinched the sledgehammer, and at the same time held up the telekinetic membrane.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, Fang Mu pinched the rune sledgehammer, and his other hand clenched into a fist, and the fist was hammered from top to bottom on the top of the middle-aged man's head.

"Click!"

The power of the six elephants exploded, and the phantoms of the six giant elephants roared in unison, and the middle-aged man began to turn into a mess of meat from the top of his head.

Fang Mu withdrew the telekinesis membrane, because of the telekinesis membrane, the blood did not splash on his body.

The middle-aged man who had turned into meat puree was completely gone, and the heat of the jade pendant disappeared.

As the middle-aged man turned into a pulp, the stone mill also turned to ashes and dissipated.

A gust of wind blew, and Fang Mu touched his chin.

It seemed to be a bit heavy just now, and he accidentally killed an important person.

"That's going to be hard......"

Fang Mu looked around, except for the stone grinder, there was only a yellow paper sledgehammer left.

The stone mill is gone, so only the yellow paper sledgehammer remains.

Fang Mu came to the side of the yellow paper sledgehammer and picked it up.

When I first bought it, I realized that this sledgehammer seemed to be made of yellow paper, but it was actually extremely heavy.

After Fang Mu picked up the yellow paper sledgehammer, he saw that the blood on it seemed to form a pattern.

Fang Mu tore the yellow paper along the edge, making a "tearing" sound.

The sledgehammer of yellow paper was easily torn apart, and in the blink of an eye, it became a huge piece of yellow paper.

The original blood was patched together on the yellow paper, forming a unique pattern.

Fang Mu took a closer look and found that these patterns were very similar to the map.

There are two blood lines that are particularly deep, and they are two small dots.

Fang Mu took the map and compared, one of the small dots on the map had house-like lines around it.

After glancing around, I was sure that the spot I was in was one of the dots.

"Hmm...... Are the only two signs on the map meant that I should go to that place?"

After a short period of silence, Fang Mu followed the map towards another small dot.